Love Bites

Chapter 27: Janitor

"What the-" I begin to say before the familiar sent fills my nose. The alpha. "No." I whisper as Scott and Stiles pull me away from the door. The janitor's body is flung against the glass of the door, spitting out blood, him screaming out in pain. "No!" I cry, pushing past them and giggling the door handle as tears begin to fall again. "No no no no no." I cry as the door doesn't budge and the janitor is pressed against the door again, more blood coving the window. First Derek and now the janitor, who's next? The two boys pull me away as we sprint down the halls.

"This way." Scott commands as we run down towards the doors that lead to the student parking lot. We run up and push the doors, expecting them the swing open to freedom. Expect the doors barely crack open. Oh you have got to be kidding me.

"What the hell?" Stiles mutters as Scott pokes his head out of the little crack.

"It's a dumpster." He says confused as he pops his head back.

"He pushed it in front of the door to block us in." Stiles says frustrated as he continues to push against the door, making a lot of noise. "Come on, help me." He grunts.

"Stop!" Scott says, pulling him away as we walk back down the hall.

"I'm not dying here. I'm not dying at school!"

"We're not going to die." Scott reassures.

"God, what is he doing? What does he want?" Stiles questions.

"Us." I whisper and both boys turn to me. "Derek said it's stronger with a pack."

"Oh great. A psychotic werewolf who's into team building." Stiles says, every word dripping with sarcasm. "That's-that's beautiful." Scott pulls us to a stop as he stares out the window. We follow his gaze as the alpha steps out from behind a chimney and runs along the roof.

"Oh for fuck's sake." I mutter under my breath as we sprint back down the hall. It jumps through the window and slams into the wall before running after us. Scott pushes open a door which leads down a stairwell, we all run down before sprinting down another hall. Somehow we've managed to get into the basement as we sprit through the boiler room. We hide behind an old set of lockers, trying to catch our breath. Scott peaks his head out and a low growl is heard from across the room, I close my eyes, gulping hard, praying it doesn't find us.

"What?" Stiles mouth's aggressively, looking at Scott.

"Go." He says, barely audible. Stiles clutches onto my hand before we run around another corner, just before we run out the open door, the alpha's shadow walks by. Shit.

"All right, we have to do something." Stiles speaks up as we back away slowly.

"Like what?" Scott and I question.

"I don't know. Kill it, hurt it, inflict mental anguish on it, something." We back against a door, all of us jumping. Stiles peaks his head around the door, staring at the little room, an idea popping into his head. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his keys.

"Wait, what are you-" Scott begins to question frantically but Stiles sushes him. He looks at the alpha's shadow in front of us before he tosses his keys in the little room before pushing us behind the door. The alpha quickly runs into the room after the sound and Stiles slams the door shut behind it.

"The desk. Come on, the desk." Scott and I quickly push the desk that sits beside us in front of the door, keeping it shut. The alpha pushes against the door, it barely opening as the desk hits the wall, keeping it shut. We look at each other, stupid grins all around. The alpha bangs on the door, snapping us back into reality.